It’s been 2 weeks of pure orientation @ NUH. Many more of such days ahead in the subsequent few months.
It was only until today that I finally went to my ward and was introduced to my colleagues. It was the same ward (or rather the discipline) I fell in love with during my attachment in Year 1 Sem 2 as a student. I had since then worked in 2 other similar wards at NUH in both Year 2 and 3.
I don’t why the affinity towards Oncology. I guess it’s like love at first sight? You can’t exactly explain it.
Now that I’m back as a (real) nurse, the expectation is definitely higher. It will be pure hard work for the next 1 year. Or 2.
My greatest challenge yet.
Nice to meet you. :)
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The past 2 days had been emotionally turbulent. I lost count of the number of times I broke down. I had felt the resistance of my boundary. Perhaps I had pushed it too far, it kinda rebound and knocked me down. It had been dark days, I guess I had fallen a tad too deeply.
It’s Friday today and “TGIF” is beginning to make sense. I promised myself not to cry anymore. And I have not.
3 cheers. :)
